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Chapter 151

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Ge Feimu took out a new pair of glasses from his embrace and put them on again, his expression having already returned to calm.

At this moment, he no longer cared about Xuan Ge's overbearing nature, nor did he entangle himself over how powerful the other party's strength was.

A fair heart compelled him to stop Xuan Ge; even if the Order Twins fell into the Shen Wu Xian Zhou, it could not be in this manner.

Ge Feimu raised his eyes, looking at Xuan Ge with a firm gaze, and spoke righteously:

"Your words carry extremely strong inducement and threat."

"As the Divine Might General, you are a Xunlie Heavenly General; you should not utter such frivolous words — this unbefits your identity."

Xuan Ge looked at Ge Feimu's serious, righteous appearance, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile.

He stretched out a hand and pointed at Luo Rui Ya beside him, whose face was still flushed red, then looked at Ge Feimu, his tone casual yet carrying a few degrees of seriousness:

"If she wishes, I can give her status."

Seeing Xuan Ge not only fail to restrain himself but also talk back so stubbornly, Ge Feimu's heart instantly lost its fear of the words 'Divine Might'.

He no longer entangled himself over the Order Twins' allegiance, straightened his posture, and looked at Xuan Ge with a stern expression:

"General, marriage emphasizes mutual willingness between both parties, growing old together."

"You are so overbearing; this approach is seizing, not marrying."

Xuan Ge also got angry; he simply no longer cared about the Order Twins — today he just had to reason things out with Ge Feimu:

"A Xianzhou ancient saying goes: a life-saving grace ought to be repaid by devoting oneself."

Finished speaking, he turned around, his gaze gentle as he looked at Luo Rui Ya, who had been flushed red and at a loss the whole time, and asked softly:

"I won't let you down; are you willing?"

Luo Rui Ya's whole body stiffened, her lips moved slightly, just about to respond, but Ge Feimu stepped forward, raising a hand to interrupt her movement.

The lenses on his nose bridge instantly flashed with a white light, his tone still firm: "General, I also have an understanding of Xianzhou culture."

"A life-saving grace ought to be repaid heavily, but there are hundreds of ways to repay kindness; forced marriage is uniquely excluded."

"Marriage emphasizes mutual affection and parental command; how can one bind a person for a lifetime just because of a life-saving grace? How is this different from forcibly seizing a commoner girl?"

Seeing Xuan Ge furrow his brows, seemingly pondering, Ge Feimu eased his tone and continued:

"General, you also wouldn't want to be criticized by all the people of the Huan Yu because of the matter of 'forcibly seizing a commoner girl', would you?"

Xuan Ge stared blankly at Ge Feimu, silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud, lightly clapped his hands, his eyes full of admiration:

"A fine, eloquent Lord Ge Feimu."

Just then, Luo Rui Ya slowly spoke, her tone gentle yet firm:

"Many thanks, Lord Ge Feimu, but I only want my children to live well."

She could tell that Xuan Ge and Ge Feimu, in essence, were both vying for her children.

Moreover, just now General Xuan Ge had unintentionally mentioned that this Stellaron was deliberately detonated by someone.

She vaguely guessed something in her heart — this might be a disaster caused by the Xiang Xin Family she had always believed in.

She really didn't understand — her two children had nothing outstanding about them, so why did they attract such a calamity?

Although the Shen Wu Xian Zhou is the Xunlie's territory, as a mother, all she sought was for Sunday and Robin to stay away from strife and grow up peacefully.

After all, after the Third Abundance War, the Xianzhou Alliance could be said to be the safest place in the entire Huan Yu, especially the Shen Wu Xian Zhou.

She still couldn't forget the Star God confrontation a year ago; under the gaze of three Star Gods, the Shen Wu Xian Zhou remained completely unscathed.

Ge Feimu understood instantly from the look in Luo Rui Ya's eyes.

She had already made her choice — chosen Xuan Ge, chosen the Shen Wu Xian Zhou that could give the children a peaceful life.

He bowed slightly in salute, his tone respectful: "I respect your choice, Ms. Luo Rui Ya."

Finished speaking, he slowly retreated to the side, no longer obstructing; his expression, though containing unwillingness, also held a few more degrees of relief.

Xuan Ge looked at Luo Rui Ya, lightly nodded, his eyes full of gentleness, then bent down and carefully picked up Robin from the side.

He extended a finger, gently pinched Robin's soft little cheek, the movement tender, causing the tiny Robin's cheeks to instantly flush red, and she bashfully lowered her head.

"Gege~"

Robin raised her head, opening a pair of wet, big eyes, and called out happily to Xuan Ge, her voice soft, glutinous, and cute.

"Meimei."

Sunday subconsciously responded with a sound, but just after speaking, he realized — Robin didn't seem to be calling him.

He looked with a baffled face at Robin being held in Xuan Ge's arms, then looked at Xuan Ge, his eyes full of confusion:

Why is Meimei calling him Gege?

Luo Rui Ya and Xuan Ge also instantly froze.

The two looked at each other, then simultaneously looked at Robin in the arms, their expressions full of embarrassment and helplessness.

Xuan Ge gave a light cough, hurriedly covering up the embarrassment on his face, then turned his head, looked at Ge Feimu, lowered his voice, and said a sentence only the two of them could understand:

"In this world, there is no such thing as tolerance; power is the source of everything."

"General."

Ge Feimu stared blankly at Xuan Ge, a flash of shock passing through his eyes — he understood; Xuan Ge was waking him up.

He spent his whole life learning tolerance, tolerating the rude, only to receive their inch-given-mile-taken, even receiving a fatal bomb;

He tolerated heinous criminals, only to be backfired upon, his body incinerated by raging fire.

These, he could endure, could treat as nothing.

Yet the two generations of Iris Family Heads who followed at his side — one dead, one crippled — this was something he could not tolerate under any circumstances.

"Ge Feimu, don't let the surface sugar-coating blur your eyes."

Xuan Ge's tone held a few more degrees of clarity: "This Huan Yu is filthy; everything we see is nothing but a beautified filter."

Finished speaking, he reached out his hand, lightly pulling Luo Rui Ya's hand.

Luo Rui Ya froze for a moment, then realized, carefully clasping Xuan Ge's hand back, fingertips trembling slightly, carrying a few traces of trepidation.

Immediately after, she bent down, taking the small hand of Sunday who was still standing there dumbfounded.

Xuan Ge turned his head, looking at Ge Feimu still standing in place, the corner of his mouth hooking a trace of a smile:

"The Tianhuan Clan's knowledge indeed needs someone to teach; welcome to come teach at Shenwu Dang."

Finished speaking, he lingered no longer, pulling Luo Rui Ya's hand, behind him followed Sunday holding hands, Robin held in his arms, walking toward the Shenwu Corps' warship.

Ge Feimu stood in place, watching the figures' retreating backs, sinking into long deep thought.

Not until the Shenwu Corps completely finished the rescue, the fleet slowly rising into the air, did he slowly recover.

"General Shenwei, your ambition is great.... very dangerous...." Ge Feimu pushed up the glasses on his nose bridge, murmuring in a low voice.

But the next second, the corner of his mouth, however, curved upward slightly, softly saying: "But it seems I have no reason to refuse."

Ge Feimu turned, walking toward his own Hang Jian.

Next, he must first arrange Pinocchio's several Family Heads properly, handle the various branch family matters.

Once everything is settled, he will then head to Shen Wu Xian Zhou.

It is both keeping an appointment, and for the sake of seeking, that one path of "tolerance."

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